A dream...I was trying to explain to St. Peter, and was doing it in the German tongue, because I didn't want to be too explicit.

We recognize that there are no trivial occurrences in life if we get the right focus on them.

In Austria an editor who can write well is valuable, but he is not likely to remain so unless he can handle a sabre with charm.

It was on the 10th day of May - 1884 - that I confessed to age by mounting spectacles for the first time, and in the same hour I renewed my youth, to outward appearance, by mounting a bicycle for the first time. The spectacles stayed on.

My kind of loyalty was loyalty to one's country, not to its institutions or its officeholders. The country is the real thing, the substantial thing, the eternal thing; it is the thing to watch over, and care for, and be loyal to; institutions are extraneous, they are its mere clothing, and clothing can wear out, become ragged, cease to be comfortable, cease to protect the body from winter, disease, and death.

Like most people, I often feel mean, and act accordingly.

I was exceedingly delighted with the waltz, and also with the polka. These differ in name, but there the difference ceases